I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

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Once upon a time, "120" had a place in the Rain Clan of Orkni in the north that she could call home.

Unfortunately, it was destroyed.

Now that I have a place I can call home again, how precious this warmth that flows into my heart is!

"Is there a problem?"

Du Wei was extremely perceptive in this regard.

Morgan's thoughts can be discerned from his atmosphere and facial expressions; they cannot be simply ignored.

"No, it's just a memory from the past..."

"Really? Then let's go."

Du Wei didn't ask too many questions.

If the other person has no idea what to say after being asked, he won't force them to say anything.

She probably felt something.

Just like myself.

At this time, you need to pay attention and try to understand.

Given the tacit understanding between Du Wei and Morgan, they can get a general idea of each other's situation even without saying much.

Such a deep connection of hearts is Du Wei's treasure.

Love is often about giving and contributing to each other.

Being overly possessive is usually a mistake.

Maintaining certain secrets between the two parties can actually help keep their feelings alive and warm.

"Is it alright to have the Sky Garden here?"

"This area belongs to your territory, so you can make your own arrangements... Since we're going to your territory, I guess I'll have to disguise myself."

Morgan pondered as he waved his wand.

She usually wears the robes befitting a queen, and when it comes to changing clothes, she seems a little hesitant.

Changing to casual clothes from the pan-human history style won't work.

The clothing style is clearly out of step with that of Britain.

There is no need to change your appearance.

Morgan usually covered her face with a black veil when she was in the palace.

For thousands of years, few people have seen her true face.

So, that's the only suitable one left.

A faint glow emanated from Morgan, who could change clothes effortlessly through magic.

Du Wei had some thoughts on this.

The radiance is like a thin film wrapped around the skin; once removed, it reveals a seductive and alluring body.

Du Wei probably doesn't have many feelings for other women.

But the person standing before him was his lover.

If you don't have this kind of thought when it comes to your loved one, then you might as well just go back to the drawing board and start over.

Du Wei never felt that this was a shameful thing.

Sex is the very foundation of love between men and women.

Love without sex is unlikely to progress further.

That's how it is, at least for humans.

"That's about right."

Morgan's voice came from the light.

Countless tiny particles of light scattered and fell away as if breaking out of a shell.

A snow-white short jumpsuit, paired with a gray-purple cape, fluttered gently in the breeze.

The beautiful curves of her legs were tightly outlined by black and purple stockings.

The sailor hat he was wearing was slightly too big.

She lacked the dignified elegance of a queen and instead resembled a young student wandering the country.

The outfit looks cute and vibrant, as if telling the story of the savior's exciting adventures.

You can tell from this outfit.

She was once a sunny, cheerful girl.

It's just that I've been through too much.

"..."

Du Wei stared intently at her.

His gaze seemed to both want to embrace her and fear that the passionate flames might be too intense and hurt her.

However, that's all in the past.

Isn't she smiling now?

"....What's wrong?"

Morgan's voice betrayed a hint of doubt.

A wisp of silver hair brushed past his eyes, bringing Du Wei back to his senses. He couldn't help but feel that he had been too sentimental...

There's nothing we can do about it.

This is the feeling that comes from one's own heart.

It's no longer a false emotion borrowed from others.

It is precisely because it is real that it is more passionate and more captivating than ever before.

"It's nothing... I just think she looks cute now..."

Du Wei turned his head away as if he didn't want his true feelings to be guessed.

Even he has his own secrets.

It would still be a little embarrassing if Morgan saw it directly, so I'll keep it to myself for now.

"Hmm...you were looking very carefully too..."

Morgan, of course, also noticed this.

Women are very sensitive to men's gaze.

When being stared at, I initially felt as if the other person was about to devour me, but then the gaze softened considerably.

Did Du Wei just think that way about me...?

She knew the man had those kinds of thoughts.

"Hmm..."

Morgan's cheeks flushed considerably.

To others, she might be an icy witch.

But the thought of truly establishing that kind of connection with Du Wei in my mind makes me imagine how wonderful and pleasurable the process would be.

We'll definitely be closer now than we are now.

I didn't feel ashamed.

Rather, it's because I overthink things, which leads me to bring my imagined feelings into reality.

"...Enough! I've had enough of these cloying scenes!!"

Mordred looked like she'd just been fed dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).

Her voice broke the awkward silence between them.

If she had known how much pressure it would be to watch her mother date, she wouldn't have come to Britain.

They literally lured the dogs in and killed them.

"I never knew Morgan had this side to him."

Artoria simply stated her thoughts.

I used to only see all-powerful witches in Britain, never one as innocent as she is now.

Feeding the dog is another matter.